FTF: FEBRUARY 14TH
The little speech Carlisle was getting into just now had that this is so right feeling washing over Liam. Him and Car.. they really were perfect for each other, they were written in the stars.. destined for one another, their connection, the magnetic pull he felt towards Carlisle.. it was because they were so incredibly right for each other. Liam couldn’t help how he kind’ve just leaned back against the door, arms still wrapped around Carlisle’s neck but he just.. stopped and listened to the words pouring past those lips and he was so incredibly lucky. Carlisle was way more than he expected when he thought about what his soul mate was like and he could just hope that everyone that was completely infatuated with this man had their own or would find their own Carlisle Anderson. Someone that made them feel like they were floating, like their heart would skip a beat when they looked at them a certain way or when they walked into the room. He hoped that everyone else found what he did at some point in their life. Him and Car, though.. this was a once in a lifetime kind of love and Liam didn’t plan on letting him go.
The words were exactly what Liam wanted to hear, so much so that the lips on his neck almost went unmissed.. almost. He closed his eyes about a fourth way through, the lips against his skin making him shiver, the heat rushing through him settling low in his stomach. God.. he wanted Carlisle, too.. he wanted him so bad. He didn’t bother answering at first instead biting his bottom lip and letting his fiance’s lips dance across the skin on his neck and those hands pull his shirt up, Liam lifting his arms to get it off completely before those hands found his belt, getting that undone as well as the button, Liam letting it happen because.. yes. “Yes, baby. Yes.” He answered, his own hands finding the hem of Carlisle’s shirt, pulling it up until it was off and joining his shirt laying on the floor. “I love you, Car.. I love you and I want you to make love to me tonight.. I know we said we’d wait but.. I want you so bad, I want you inside of me.. please.” He whispered. his hands having wound their way into his fiance’s somewhat damp hair as he looked into those eyes that were.. incredibly.. beautiful. “Make love to me, Car.”
Carlisle never expected that from Liam's lips.. at least, not until they had matching wedding bands on their hands. Of course, he fucking wanted it.. more than anything else, he wanted to have that connection with his soul mate again. But, up until this very moment, he'd been respecting Liam's wishes, because, he knew it was important, he knew that waiting and making things special on the physical end was.. the most important thing for a couple like the two of them. He almost fell to his knees when those words were uttered. They were everything that he didn't know he needed to hear. His heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest, like.. the blood in his veins was going to bring him down to the ground. But, it didn't, and he was left with that man looking up at him with eyes that he fell in love with all over again. There wasn't a way in hell that he could ever say no to those eyes.. or those hands, or those words.. that man had every single piece of his heart.. and nothing was ever going to change that.
"Yeah.. God, yeah. I'm not going to say no to you. Fuck.. I've wanted this since the first time we did this.. I just.. I know you wanted to wait, and, I've been respecting you and the things that you want. But.. fuck it. Fuck it, because, we're going to make love.. right here, and right now." He stops then, his hand moving up to cup Liam's face, thumb moving across his cheekbone softly. "I love you," he whispered before moving in, pressing their lips softly together. It didn't stay too soft, though, his head tilting further to the side, his free hand gripping around Liam's waist to pull him closer. After a couple of beats, Carlisle started to walk them forward, the bed way too far away from the two of them now that he knew what they were going to be engaging in. His lips were.. practically attacking Liam's now.. everything was so hot and heavy between them.. everything was reaching a higher level than it'd ever been between them. Finally reaching the bed, Carlisle detached, taking a step back to push at Liam's shoulders, his own hand moving down to his waist, undoing his belt, buttons, and zipper, letting the loosened khaki pants drop to the floor. "Do you uhm.. do you have stuff?"















